This Lich Needs More Money

Sometimes, after going dark for so long, even you will forget your identity before going dark.

The same goes for Zariel.

He has been a devil for so long that he has forgotten that he was once an angel.

At the beginning, the changes in the laws of hell made him panic. He was so scared that Zariel ran to the Blood River to fight and killed Demogorgon's clone, and then he barely stabilized his power.

But when this power was continuously stripped away, Zarrell felt strangely relaxed.

Maybe throwing the power into hell is a good thing for yourself?

Zariel didn't rush into Hell as a deserter from Heaven Mountain. He was a famous warrior in Heaven Mountain. He fell into Hell after being betrayed and blocked by others. After being tortured, he became what he is today. appearance.

The hatred growing in his heart, coupled with the power of the laws of hell, gradually transformed him into a vicious and cruel fallen angel.

But Zariel's essence is still an angel, a holy being from the mountains of heaven.

As the power of hell continues to drain away, the memory of being an angel begins to flood into his heart, but this time what emerges is not hatred and resentment, but nostalgia.

Thinking back to those days in Paradise Mountain, how wonderful it was.

There were flowers and embroidery, but now there is only lava and wailing.

Zariel used to enjoy hearing the screams of those sinners. Punishment and torture were the eternal themes of hell, but now it seemed that it made Zariel feel sick.

How long have you been depraved?

Zariel can't count those years clearly, and the speed of time in hell is not static. The existence of the Styx will affect the stability of the first level of hell at any time.

Space and time will be distorted in fierce wars, so time is often meaningless.

What really matters are your own feelings and memories.

Zariel recalled everything about Heavenly Mountain, and he desperately wanted to return to that place.

But unfortunately, it's not that simple.

In the beginning, Zariel was a prisoner, an angel bound in hell. As long as he was released from the bondage, he could return directly to Heaven Mountain. But now, He is the devil.

Even if all the power as the first-level master is given to Amber Xiu, he is still a fallen angel and a devil who cannot enter Paradise Mountain. At that time, he would only become an ordinary quasi-divine power, and in turn become a servant or even a prisoner of Amber Xiu.

Therefore, Zariel did not just let the power drain away. He needed to make more preparations.

There are three problems that need to be solved when returning to Heaven Mountain. The first is identity. Fallen angels cannot enter Heaven Mountain and need to completely return to their angelic form.

The second question is that Heavenly Mountain must agree to His return. If the door is not opened, the angels will not be able to return.

The third problem, and the one that worries Zarrell the most, is the sleeping Lord of Hell, Asmodeus. Once the authority of the first level of hell changes hands, such a big event will definitely alarm the lord of hell. When he wakes up from his slumber, he will not be able to escape even if he wants to.

No one can compete with Asmodeus in hell, and Zariel will only be suppressed instantly if he wants to run.

Therefore, Zariel needs to communicate with Heaven Mountain in advance, return to his angelic form at the moment of power transfer, and then open the passage to Heaven Mountain to return.

It is very difficult for Zariel to restore the form of an angel, but he has found a way and is now repairing his broken body bit by bit and rebuilding the angel's heart.

But contacting Paradise Mountain is difficult.

Over the years, Zariel has long severed all ties with Paradise Mountain. He is not an undercover agent. He is a real person who was captured and then degenerated into a member of the devil. How to get the forgiveness of the gods in Heaven Mountain so that they would not hesitate to tear open the confinement of hell to take Zariel back?

Zarrell didn't have an answer to this question.

But no matter what, He will work hard in this direction.

"That guy seems to have been recognized by the Lord of the Morning. Perhaps he wants to make a deal with this greedy bastard again."

Zariel gritted his teeth with hatred for Amber Xiu, but he also knew very well that this mortal's connections now reach all the way to the sky, literally.

Heavenly Mountain is a huge plane, and the kingdoms of many lawful and good gods are closely connected to this plane. Lathander, the Lord of the Dawn, and Tyr, the God of Justice, are two very famous ones.

It is precisely because there are so many righteous and kind gods influencing this plane at all times that it has the reputation of Paradise Mountain. This place is really no different from heaven.

Amberxiu's relationship with the Lord of the Dawn is a literal direct connection to heaven. There has never been such a lich who can communicate with heaven and hell at the same time.

Zariel hated Umbershoe, but he had no doubts about the bastard's abilities.

All the people and gods who looked down on Amberxiu fell hard in front of him, and all those who sincerely cooperated with him made a lot of money. Don't look at Mammon's menacing attempt to break up with Amber just now. In fact, Hell Bank is still providing him with a huge amount of wealth. Mammon is just here to vent. It is impossible for him to withdraw from cooperation.

But now that Zarrell thought about it, he was really not polite to Amber Xiu. Now that he was asking for help, he really didn't know what conditions that guy would offer. And Zariel found that apart from the power of the first level of hell, he seemed to be unable to come up with anything good.

After thinking about it, I can only start from Melina's side.

Melina was much more naive than her father. After several meetings, Zariel was very tolerant of Melina and gave her many benefits. I think Melina would have a good feeling about him.

It happened that Melina had made merit in the blood battle, and she was actually rewarded accordingly. Everything should be done according to the highest standards.

Whether she wanted merit or strength, or other rewards, she could take whatever she wanted in the warehouse of the Blood River Fortress.

As long as she could sell a few favors to the lich through Melina, it would be much easier to discuss cooperation later.

Zariel comforted himself and imagined the future, but he didn't know that Melina didn't enter the Blood River this time to brush merit.

After clearing a bunch of weak demons on the battlefield, Melina casually ordered her men to clean up the battlefield, only cutting off the most valuable demon parts, and then throwing away the corpses.

Doing this would waste more than half of the merits, but Melina didn't care. She urged those reluctant subordinates to move on. On the battlefield that Grand Duke Bayer had assigned to her, there was still one spot that had not been cleared.

Melina's mission today was to eliminate all the demons in this area and not let them disturb her.

This was actually Parulier's plan. This god-level succubus was much better at casting spells than Amber. He planned to explore the underground Styx tributary from this war zone to see if he could find a way to cut off this tributary.

When she thought of digging out the roots of the first layer of hell, Parulier was excited and got busy with the little inferior demon.

This crazy woman was crazy, but she could do what she said.

If she agreed to let this little inferior demon be the boss in Melina's territory, she would really push him to the position of Melina's three deputies. Now this little guy, who was pretending to be powerful, was waving a whip and ordering the laborers to carry and cut corpses and build magic circles with flesh and blood.

Parulil looked at Melina who was on the battlefield in the distance and thought: "Arthas's daughter is really completely different from that bastard. What a naive little girl. She will do whatever you ask her to do, without any intention of being sneaky. What a pity. If it weren't for that bastard, I really want to eat this little girl clean."

Shaking her head and throwing away the conspiracy in her heart, Parulil stood in the center of the almost formed magic circle and began to use her magic power, chanting softly: "The prison of sinners, the hotbed of sin, I, Parulil, dedicate the flesh and blood of the devil to you, and may the fire of hell never stop..."

As a quasi-divine power recognized by the laws of hell, Parulil's essence is almost the same as that of a god. The magic power emanating from her body will quickly resonate with hell, and the flesh and bones on the magic circle will begin to melt.

The best sacrifice to the devil is the soul, and the best sacrifice to hell is the corpse of the devil. Of course, the corpse of the devil is also good, and the more miserable the death, the better.

Because this represents the will of hell being implemented, using painful torture to punish sinners, so that the worlds can be balanced.

Hell and heaven are inseparable, and neither can do without the other.

By sacrificing these fragmented flesh and blood, the magic circle lights up, but the scene is not grand at all.

Parulil deliberately suppressed the effect of the magic circle to avoid attracting too much unnecessary attention, and it is best not to even look at Zariel and Bayer.

As the flesh and blood melted, Parulil's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the originally dark eyeballs turned scarlet, and there were golden vertical pupils, which looked somewhat similar to Melina's eyes.

The effect is the same, but it is a super upgraded version.

During the duration of the effect, Parulil's eyes can see through all disguises, all magic flows, and changes in space.

The Blood River Battlefield is not just a wide river full of corpses. There are actually various terrains here, swamps, volcanoes, dense forests, and even deserts.

These strange areas will change over time, like a maze, confusing, otherwise it will not be able to stop the endless number of demons.

If you want to find the tributaries of the Styx in this maze-like battlefield, you need to use these eyes.

Unfortunately, after sacrificing so many demons, Parulier only has ten minutes.

"Ten minutes should be enough."

Parulier grinned, and her body disappeared.

The next second, strange breezes began to appear near the magic circle. These breezes had no direction, suddenly appeared, and suddenly disappeared. Many demons did not notice until the sound of the wind blew in their faces.

But those demons with keen perception understood that it was the lust demon just now who was moving at a very fast speed.

It surpassed the dynamic perspective and perception of all demons, and even the air was not disturbed. Only when she paused for a while would it bring a little breeze, which made people notice it.

But this was just a prelude.

The smart demons have taken the initiative to stay away from the magic circle, retreating carefully, and then retreating farther and farther.

Some stupid idiots were still watching the show, wondering how this magic circle made such a big scene, but it didn't have any sensational effect.

But soon, they paid the price for their stupidity.

With a loud bang, a big hole was blown out on the ground, and the nearby demons were turned into pieces.

It was not magic, nor was it a powerful combat skill, but just a simple cutting at an extremely fast speed.

An invisible sharp blade cut the space in that area into pieces, digging out deep pits and cutting the nearby demons into pieces.

There was no wailing, because the moment it was cut, it was broken into pieces.

Deep pits of different sizes appeared one after another, and even the sky could hear the sound of breaking air. The demons who were watching the show realized how stupid they were. This was not a place to watch a show at all, but a place for execution.

A large group of demons quickly dispersed and tried to stay away from this area.

Parulil didn't care about the lives of these demons. He was tracking a constantly flickering space crack. It was very small and kept moving every second.

In Parulil's eyes, this space crack was the key to the "underground".

There must be an entrance for the demons to come to the Blood River Battlefield. The Styx is not just a river, but a huge space channel that runs through all realms. This crack seems to be one of the "entrances" washed out by the Styx.

The maze rules of the Blood River battlefield circled these entrances, forming areas one by one, and the large and small battle zones were intertwined, ensuring that the demons would not all gather together, and also ensuring that they would not leave the Blood River and run to other places in hell.

Therefore, no matter how the crack flashes, it will stay in this area and will not run too far.

What Parulier has to do now is to catch this crack, stabilize it, and then go in the opposite direction to find the location of the "River of Styx".

This is not an easy task, and mortals certainly can't do it.

But fortunately, Parulier is a god.

This crazy woman chased the space cracks at an extremely terrifying speed, and kept flashing until this area was blown to pieces, and thousands of large pits had been dug out of the ground.

Suddenly a strange sound came, like the harsh sound of glass being scratched.

Parulier's figure appeared again, but this moment she appeared in mid-air.

Her hands were covered in blood, but her mouth was upturned, revealing a crazy smile, because the transparent object twisting in her hands was the space crack.

Although it was very hard, she finally found it.

Now, as long as the space crack stabilizes and expands, she can go back into the demon's realm and look for the Styx.

But before Parulier could be happy, a silvery-white substance flowed out of the space crack.

Parulier looked at the silvery-white liquid in front of her, frowned deeply, took it to the tip of her nose and smelled it, and rubbed it with her hands. Parulier said doubtfully: "Is this... mercury? No, it seems to be mixed with something else."